Mom moments

When I was a little girl I use to 'play house'. You know; cook, have a baby (or 5), pretend to do laundry and everything was hunky dory.

No one tells a little girl how hard it can be to be a mom. The cooking, cleaning, scrubbing, laundry, a crying child, cooking, cleaning, scrubbing, laundry, a crying child. A 'day off' really isn't a day off.

Well today I had the 'perfect' mommy moment I always thought life would be.

Little Man had just woken up from a nap and asked to read his Thomas the Tank Engine book. Fine with me. I had a ton of laundry to put away so I told him to sit on the couch. He lays back on the pillow and reads his book while I folded a huge pile of clothes. Then he helped me put them away. Watching him lay there pointing out each thing in the book and read it to himself was priceless.

I love moments like that.